[A]ll of life, as we know it, moves in little, unavailing circles. More justly than to anything else, it can be likened to the game of baseball. Crack! we hit the ball, and away we go. If we earn a run (in life we call it success) we get back to the home plate and sit upon a bench. If we are thrown out, we walk back to the home plate -- and sit upon a bench.
O. HenryRansie was a narrow six feet of sallow brown skin and yellow hair. The imperturbability of the mountains hung upon him like a suit of armor. The woman was calicoed, angled, snuff-brushed, and weary with unknown desires. Through it all gleamed a faint protest of cheated youth unconscious of its loss.
O. HenryIf a person has lived through war, poverty and love, he has lived a full life
O. HenryStichwörter: it-s-about-me
Of habit, the power that keeps the earth from flying to pieces; though there is some silly theory of gravitation.
O. HenryStichwörter: humour
There are stories in everything. I've got some of my best yarns from park benches, lampposts, and newspaper stands.
O. HenryStichwörter: stories-writing
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